People are in the heavens, starting as Li Xingyun

Chapter 78 It’s hard to reject the kindness, borrow flowers to offer to Buddha
  "Pfft!"

Another half-quarter of an hour later, Wang Yuyan pulled out the Longquan Sword from Murong Fu's body with a dark face.

Thinking about it, he seemed a little dissatisfied, so he raised his sword and started slashing wildly, as if he wanted to chop it into dumpling fillings.

When Shen Suixin saw this, the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched, and she silently felt sorry for Longquan Sword. After three seconds, she stopped the fairy sister who seemed to have some signs of blackening, and tried to dissuade her in the gentlest tone possible:

"Okay, okay! Don't be angry. Think on the bright side. At least your mother is still alive. This is already a blessing among misfortunes!"

Different from the plot of the book that Shen Suixin imagined, although the style of Murong Fu in this world is a bit crooked, overall he is not crazy.

At least he is very restrained when it comes to womanizing, and would not attack a woman who once called her aunt.

However, although things did not develop along the lines of classical martial arts, Murong Fu still taught Li Qingluo a lesson, causing her to commit a lot of crimes in the past few months.

"But...but..."

Wang Yuyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when she thought that her mother, who had always been proud of her heart, was tortured by Murong Fu in this way, and even had her mind destroyed by drugs, turning her into an idiot.

Shen Suixin felt quite helpless when she saw this, but she also knew that Wang Yuyan would not be able to let go of this kind of thing with just a few words, so she could only change the subject and said:

"Murong Fu just said that he used drugs to destroy your mother's mind. To be honest, I have never encountered this kind of situation before.

But the human brain is very complex, and it may not be impossible to save her. For example, the soul-moving method I just used may be able to restore her to normal, or even directly modify the memory of this period. "

"Is it really possible to modify memory?"

Wang Yuyan was a little surprised. Although she was well versed in martial arts, most of them were martial arts moves. Spiritual secrets were her blind spot in knowledge, so she was inevitably a little surprised.

"Well... give it a try, it should have some effect!"

Shen Suixin frowned, but he didn't give a guarantee.

Although the soul-moving method is a spiritual and mysterious method, it is good at hypnosis and breaking through other people's mental defenses, and tortures out secrets. It is equivalent to a martial arts copycat version of "Tsukiyomi".

As for Li Qingluo's situation, Shen Suixin had little experience and didn't know if he could help.

Of course, there is no need to tell Wang Yuyan this. It is better to have hope than to have no hope.

Wang Yuyan nodded, the worry and sadness in her eyes weakening slightly.

Shen Suixin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and comforted the girl with a few words of warmth. Only then did he have time to devote his attention to the system interface and settle the gains accumulated before.

Murong Fu is dead. According to the mission reward triggered when he met Wang Yuyan a month ago, Shen Suixin earned 8000 wealth points this time.

Coupled with Duan Yanqing's previous 10000 points, it can be said that he has gained a lot, which is enough for him to carry out an all-round upgrade.

Thinking of this, Shen Suixin's mood suddenly became better, and even looking at the dirty beggars around him, he felt that they were pretty.

On the other side, as Tie Shou joined the battle, the situation between the barbarians and the thugs trained by Murong Fu, who were already at a disadvantage, became increasingly dangerous.

Even the barbarian leader and the four ministers with the highest level of cultivation began to lose their honors one after another, as if they could no longer maintain the rhythm.

Seeing this situation, Shen Suixin took the Longquan Sword from Wang Yuyan's hand and was about to help solve the chaos. However, at this moment, two high-pitched dragon roars sounded from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, two slightly different but similar golden dragons were seen descending from the sky, rushing into the dog-fighting formation formed by the beggar gang with overwhelming force.

In the next second, something amazing happened.

The two divine dragons seemed to be domineering and fierce, making no distinction between friend and foe, but in fact they cleverly avoided every disciple of the Beggar Clan, and then poured all their power into those muscular barbarian masters and Murong Fu's retainers.

Facts have once again proved that the martial arts system in this world is very hierarchical. Except for freaks like Shen Suixin, few ordinary warriors under the transformation of gods can resist the power of the grandmaster level head-on.

For a time, the entire apricot forest resounded with continuous wailing sounds. Although not as tragic and severe as Murong Fu's, it was more powerful in quantity and the scene was even more shocking.

After a while, the golden dragon's shadow dissipated, and the figures of Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong emerged from it.

"Gang Leader! Qi Gong!"

"Haha! The gang leader is here, let's see where you barbarian bastards can go!"

"Qi Gong is so mighty. This move of fighting dragons in the wild is really as elegant as before, no less impressive than before!"

"Bah! If you don't know the idioms, don't use them indiscriminately. If you still have the same style, you are clearly making further progress!"

"The Gang Leader is mighty! The Seventh Duke is mighty!"

……

When hundreds of disciples of the Beggar Clan saw Qiao Feng and the two appearing, they immediately let out deafening cheers.

Obviously, the battle between the two masters has already been decided, and the result must be the victory of their Beggar Clan. How can this make them not feel proud and happy.

For a moment, all the Beggar Clan disciples looked at Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong with intense eyes, especially the former, who was vaguely full of infinite admiration, and had thoughts like "A man should be like this".

Of course, not everyone is like this. For example, the handsome young man who previously led the beggar gang to knot and beat dogs, lowered his eyes slightly when everyone cheered, with a somewhat gloomy and complicated look in his eyes. In addition to this, there are others with similar expressions, even more explicit, and they are all powerful people with a high status in the beggar gang.

Shen Suixin, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, took in all of this. He took a second look at the faces of those people and matched them with the characters in his memory. A mocking arc gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, the number of people seems to have increased. Is it because of the fusion of world views or the result of Mrs. Ma's efforts..."

"Sir?"

Wang Yuyan was confused when she saw this. She had seen such a smile many times along the way, and every time it was when Shen Suixin was about to do something, so she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Isn’t this already over? Is there anything left to do?

"Shh! Don't worry, just wait and see the show later!"

Shen Suixin put her index finger up to her lips, blinked at Wang Yuyan, then swung her sword to cut off Murong Fu's head, and walked towards Qiao Feng with it.

At this moment, Qiao Feng had already calmed down the excited Beggars Clan, and then started talking to Tie Shou.

The two are similar in age, are competitors on the same popular list, and have met several times.

After getting along, the two found that each other's personalities were very similar and they liked each other very much, so they became friends after going back and forth.

Unfortunately, Tie Shou was a member of the government and often had to travel to handle cases. Qiao Feng later became the leader of the Beggar Clan and was also involved in trivial matters, so the two had not seen each other for a long time.

At this moment, the two old friends reunited after a long absence, so naturally they couldn't help but exchange a few words and ask each other about their current situation during this time.

At this moment, Qiao Feng's expression moved slightly, and he turned to look in the direction where Shen Suixin was walking, with a look of joy on his face.

"Master Shen!"

Qiao Feng quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying hello warmly.

Following Qiao Feng's greeting, other people around him also looked over, with curiosity and admiration mixed in their eyes.

Some of these people had seen the battle between Shen Suixin and Duan Yanqing, and were shocked by the powerful force shown by Shen Suixin. They recognized that the evaluation of this young genius on the list was very fair, and indeed he had the ability and Qualifications comparable to those of Grandmaster of Transformation of God.

As for the others, although they had not witnessed the Grand Master battle with their own eyes, the scene of Murong Fu being beaten was vivid in their minds. In addition to admiration, there was also a hint of fear in their hearts.

There was no way, the way Shen Suixin fought was too brutal, it hurt just looking at it.

"Master Joe!"

Shen Suixin responded equally enthusiastically, and at the same time, he lifted up the bloody head in his hand and said with a smile:

"I met unexpectedly before, so I didn't prepare any gifts for the meeting. It just so happened that Mr. Murong was generous and gave me a gift. Shen couldn't refuse his kindness, so he had to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha."

Qiao Feng: "..."

The familiar feeling of speechlessness came to his heart. Qiao Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. After a while, he said "Thank you, Mr. Shen" in a dumbfounded voice, and took the head.

His eyes fell on this face that was staring blankly, full of astonishment and despair. Qiao Feng's eyes were quite complicated. He didn't know what he thought of, and he sighed softly.

"Son!!!"

Behind him, the four ministers who had been restrained suddenly roared with grief and anger as if they had seen the scene on Qiao Feng's side.

Obviously, in the previous battle, the dog-beating formation blocked their view, and they did not know that Murong Fu was dead.

At this time, when he saw Shen Suixin coming with his son's head, he was shocked and couldn't help but roar in despair.

The barbarian masters who were with them also looked ugly, and their dark faces turned a bit pale.

"Be honest!"

The Beggar Clan disciples shouted angrily, punching and kicking these people, but they still couldn't stop their cursing and crying.

"enough!"

Qiao Feng frowned slightly when he saw this, stopped the Beggar Clan disciples from committing violence, and then sighed again and said:

"Murong Fu is dead. Regardless of whether Brother Ma was killed by him or not, the grudge between the Beggar Clan and the Murong family has been settled. There is no need to humiliate them anymore... Brother Tie!"

Having said this, Qiao Feng looked at Iron Shou beside him again, clasped his fists and said to him: "Murong Fu's collusion with the Beimang royal court is of great concern to the Dayu State. The Beggar Gang has no right to interfere in this matter. You will lead these people." Let’s go back to the court to deal with it!”

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